The timing wasn’t right.

But timing. The timing wasn’t right. He kisses the top of my head and I want to ask him to not go. I think of abandoning everything I’ve created and just going with him. He will return to the opposite side of the world and I can’t go with him. I know it. He knows it. We all know it. But right now, we are not the almost lovers we are destined to become. Right now, we are forever. Right now, we are asking time to give us just a little more and knowing it’s unrealistic to expect something so short-lived to last with so many miles and time zones between us. Right now, we’re just us. And how I’d love to be an us just a little longer.